Sometimes what you don’t know can actually help—as when, last week, I watched Lynne Ramsay’s “Die My Love” unaware that it’s based on a novel. Throughout the movie, I had the frustrating feeling that it denied its protagonist, Grace (played by Jennifer Lawrence), a detailed inner life. Then, in this magazine, I read my colleague Jia Tolentino’s Profile of Lawrence , which opens with a reference to the novel on which the film is based, by the Argentinean writer Ariana Harwicz. That book, quoted in the piece, is a first-person narrative, intimately confessional and expressively aflame. As soon as I read the quoted phrases, I felt as if I’d caught a glimpse of a better movie lurking within the one I’d actually watched, and I suspected that the emptiness of the latter revealed a fundamenta

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